Virgil When He Mad

Oh my god this is great-

for you, there’s nothing in this world i wouldn’t do

A/N: so I wanted some protective!creativitwins content and came up with this! alternative titles are “Roman is Babey (literally) and frankly so is Remus (not literally)” or “Roman and Remus: aka Baby and Babey,” but the actual title comes from the song “Hey Brother” by Avicii. Huge thanks to @vintage-squid for beta-ing!! Enjoy!

Warnings: de-aged Roman, swearing, mild fantasy violence, Remus being Remus (aka gross and gruesome but otherwise he leans sympathetic in this fic), teasing/banter, crying, hugging, snuggling, morally neutral Janus (he shows up to give some mildly helpful input then fucks off like the dramatic bitch he is)

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Remus was not equipped for the current situation in the slightest. In fact, this was probably the furthest from his job one could get. He was supposed to be disturbing, creepy, and well… technically creative. But not the whimsical kind- that was his brother’s thing. But he wasn’t sure how much his brother was going to be contributing to creativity at the moment, because he was suddenly much shorter, staring up at Remus with wide brown eyes, and- oh yeah, he was a fucking child. For some reason. Well, Remus did know the reason… maybe starting from the beginning would be better.

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Remus: I mean, small animals are way more vicious. It’s because their anger has way less space to be bottled up in.

Logan: That’s ridiculous. Give me one example of this.

Patton: Spiders.

Janus: Wasps.

Roman: Virgil.

A happy Logan for your troubles…? u///u

Why the sides work out

Roman: he's insecure about his body, so he exercises excessively to try and tone his muscles so that he looks strong "like a prince should be"

Logan: he wants to have a healthy life style

Patton: he walks his dog while jogging and he finds it fun

Virgil: he does it because he wants to get stronger (you know, fight or flight?). He takes out a lot of his anger and anxiety on the punching bag

Janus: he just does it because he wants to pass the time

Remus: chases after others with his morning star and got fit because of it

Love at First Touch (but also you’re just kinda sexy)

AO3

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Summary-  Logan was very particular about being touched. After all, if your soulmate casually brushed you in a crowd, you might never find them again. And he just really preferred for his boundaries to be respected. His soulmate, however, isn’t good with boundaries.

Content Warning: Cursing, Sexual Innuendo (nothing explicit), references to Alcohol 

Day 11 Intrulogical,Background Prinxiety, Background Moceit- (Write your favorite Soulmate AU) The first time your Soulmate touches you leaves a permanent mark

Logan did not like being touched.

It was rather unfortunate as most people who had not found their soulmates yet found him attractive and tried to create meet-cutes where they ended up brushing up to him, only to be disappointed by the lack of a soul mark appearing and then subsequently frightened by the stern lecture he would give them about touching without consent.

Logan had a reputation on campus for being a cold-hearted, hot-tempered asshole.

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1k DTIYS Challenge

Thank you all so much, I just recently reached 1k and I truly express my gratitude to you all for this. Thank you all once again. To celebrate this, I decided to have a DTIYS (Draw This in Your Style) with the What-If AU comics

You can add or remove any elements (characters, background, etc) that you want or alternativelty, you can draw any scene from the [What-if AU comics], I’d love to see those scenes in your wonderful styles/interpretations

You are allowed to instead draw a scene from either the What if: Roman or What if: Remus comic if you prefer those instead of this one’s portrait

If you can’t/don’t want to draw the texts or dialogues, that’s also fine

The rules are very flexible, there is no deadline, anyone can participate. There are no prizes, unfortunately so this primarily for fun óuò

When you post it, please be sure to @ me and include the tag #aidens1km8sdtiys

Feel free to send an ask for clarifications. Once again, thank you all so much ^u^

Virgil: sorry I can't come to the party tonight

Roman: ugh! Why?

Virgil:

Roses, Prinxiety, fluffy!

Thanks for the request! I really like the way this one turned out!

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Prince Virgil sat down heavily on the bench in the garden, sighing. He crossed his ankles delicately, a habit obtained from his mother. His head dropped into his hands as he tried to breathe normally. Why couldn't he just be good at being a prince, like his brother? Janus was charming and smooth, and sincerely believed in his ideals. Virgil didn't even know what his ideals were. Other than...

"Oh, dear Stormcloud," a gentle voice called quietly. Virgil didn't lift his head, but a small smile tugged at his lips.

"Roman," he greeted softly, not quite feeling up to the normal bantering greeting he would give the gardener.

Roman sat down next to him, and Virgil soon found himself pressed to Roman's chest. He began to relax, Roman's presence calming him. "Are you alright, My Love?" Roman asked finally.

Virgil nodded. "I am now," he answered, resting his head on Roman's shoulder.

Roman hummed, summoning a thorn-less purple rose into his hand. Just another secret to keep. But not from Virgil. "Here, Love," he cooed.

Virgil lifted his head and took the rose reverently, holding it like it could crumble at any moment. Then he was kissing Roman. It wasn't long, or particularly passionate. Roman tasted of peaches and soil.

It wasn't until hours (along with many kisses) had passed and someone called from the doors for Virgil that they moved from that spot.

"I'll see you tonight?" Virgil asked hopefully.

"Of course, My Angel," Roman answered, caressing Virgil's soft cheek. "Go be a Prince for a while. You can do it."

Virgil made a face.

"You can. You're the most charming, thoughtful prince I've ever met," Roman encouraged, causing Virgil's face to flush.

"I have to go."

Roman placed one last peck on Virgil's lips before letting go and watching him jog back towards the palace.

oops almost forgot to upload this Your Highness, King Roman.